The sweet song of goldfinch success

Goldfinches are common in our gardens nowadays. But there is something special about watching them in a wild setting

The tinkling sound is familiar now; as familiar as the chirp of sparrows used to be when I was growing up. In those days, the goldfinch was a special sight: one would occasionally visit our suburban garden, delighting us with its colourful plumage. I can still remember seeing for the first time the bird's crimson face-patch and - when it flew - a sudden flash of gold in the wings.

How things have changed - and in the goldfinch's case, for the better. Today I see, or more often hear, goldfinches almost everywhere I go. They fly over our Somerset garden, distracting me as I sit and write; and are constant companions whenever I take the dog for a walk down the lane behind our home.